Self-Injury By Allie Long

Self-Injury

When God led me to the torrents
inside my own mind, I grasped
a tree limb and let the prayers
rush past like rapids threatening
to drag me down a river. The quiet
waters reside at the foot of a waterfall,
but I was not willing to let the rocks
beat me until I was merely pulp
bound by skin in need of divine
healing. I could hold my own body
out of the river though people
below only saw how my arms
shook with fatigue. I am still here,
arms stretched above my head
like a crucifixion, but I will not
let this river break me just so God
can have something to heal.

By Allie Long

Biography:

Allie Long is an economics and English major at the University of Virginia. She began writing poetry in high school and is currently in a workshop mentored by Gregory Orr. Her poetry will appear in the forthcoming edition of Hooligan Magazine.

 

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One thought on “Self-Injury By Allie Long

  1. That’s the human spirit keep fighting for and holding on to every second of life,well done on this poem👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

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